Frightful night Eerie wind No man on sight Life no hint The lone walker On country side The cemetery near From wall behind Heard words clear:
‘One for you One for me!’ ‘One for you One for me!’ Rugged an’ rough In tone repeat
Startled he stopped Looked around No one is seen Moon missing Awe; serene; Stars hiding Silence reigned!
Close he moved Near shadow trees; Wall inside He now peeped Darkness pierced Breath dared! What be there? Two shadows weird! Two Satan’s aids Sharing souls? Just released?
Repeating words Suddenly stopped Jackals howled Far echoed! Something heard A thudding sound?
A voice now harsh Came out rash: ‘The one there at The entrance gate I take; you wait For the next in sight’!
Overheard he Ran for life No time to waste Till another dies!
Few moments late Two shadows moved; Out of the gate Two rag-men they Came to sight Picked up one An apple there! And walked straight…
Be one young or old, death casts its own spell on all...its charm frightening and awe-inspiring...